If you are both (a) a global warming alarmist and (b)
a flatulent cat ownerthe owner of one or more flatulent cats, you might be interested in an article headlined "Global Warming Alarmists Can Offset Their Cats' Flatulence". I hope Al Gore knows about this.
Speaking of Oscar-winning Al, you may have noticed the recent
brouhaha attending recent revelations about his extravagant
energy usage, as well as his defense. Iain Murray has an insightful
short post estimating that Al is paying about $6K/year extra for the
privilege of using "Green Power", allowing him to claim that his "carbon
footprint" is zero. Observes Iain:
Rationing energy has consequences. The price mechanism means that the rich can enjoy their lifestyles and the poor have to make sacrifices. Those sacrifices come with social costs of their own.
That's a deceptively simple paragraph that relies on insightful readers (like you!) to draw some obvious conclusions. Treat it as today's mental exercise.
Speaking of Iain, he also blogs at the Planet Gore group
blog, which today contains a classic Katie Couric
fact check from Chris Horner. First Katie's quoted from her
very own blog:
… after a period of time of not conceding global warming even exists, President Bush used the term "climate change" for the first time …
and then Horner, after spending maybe two whole minutes pointing and clicking, was able to find a White House transcript from June 2001 quoting Dubya:Good morning. I've just met with senior members of my administration who are working to develop an effective and science-based approach to addressing the important issues of global climate change.
Horner is appropriately derisive toward Her Royal Perkiness, but manages to avoid the phrase "lazy partisan ditz who can't be bothered to fact-check anything that's remotely critical of George W. Bush, continuing the fine tradition of past CBS news anchors." Consider that your Pun Salad value-added.
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It's been a full fiftieth of a century since the first entry at Pun Salad. So, like last year, a few notes (some … ahem … recycled from last year):
It's been fun. It's still fun. Really. I plan on sticking around.
Thanks to all readers. Whether you're periodic or sporadic, Islamic or
Catholic, Nordic or Judaic, geriatric or bariatric: hope you
found something interesting here. You're a fine bunch.
Incoming mail has been 100% positive, kind words, illuminating comments.
Polite corrections. It's much appreciated.
It was nice to have been e-interviewed recently by Conn Carroll of
Also especially honored to have been named last year as one of New Hampshire
Magazine's "Best of NH 2006". Although (as I type) http://www.nhmagazine.com takes you
out to lovely Cedar Rapids, Iowa. What's up with that?
to the good folks who've found it worthwhile to blogroll/link me:
at Cow Hampshire;
Amy Kane down on Atlantic Ave;
Doug and Skip up at Granite Grok;
Bill Gnade over at Contratimes;
Jacqueline Mackie Paisley
Constrained Katie Newmark.
(Let me know if I missed you, please.)
What a bunch! I'm honored.
Young creative screwball Stéphane moves from Mexico to France after his father dies; his mother has enticed him there with promises that she's landed him a job as a graphic designer. Unfortunately, the job turns out to be awful, simply making calendars using pictures others have taken. He gets involved with a couple of girls that live down the hall from his new apartment.
That's not particularly interesting, but Stéphane has an active dream life, which the movie is pretty good at depicting with cheap, but charming, special effects. It's often unclear whether scenes are in the dream-world, or reality, or a mixture of both; Stéphane and his co-characters don't behave particularly rationally in any case.
Summary: the movie is some fun, but makes it difficult to care an awful lot about what happens to the characters.